Crayon and Ink
The Arctic surrounding my cold wooden room
I don't think I've ever felt so warm
These waters brought back to me
What I reluctantly believed
And I watched as the four corners gave way
To the ice and the life and the death and the warmth
And they were all joined together
In that one instant
I could feel you crushing me
But I didn't want to remember
What it felt like to be alive
And still feel so cold
In crayon and ink
What I understood the least
Were these words not spoken
Out of fear, or the law of self-sacrifice
And I never thought confirmation
Would come into play
And these words were never going to be
On the tip of your tongue
And I was locked in a place
That I'd never seen before
Without windows but
With curtains hanging on the walls
And I was forced to believe
All I had I had to self-deprivate
But I was proved wrong
When you came back
In a room filled with nothing
This table looked away from me
A kick to your foot, and a twist to your head
And I saw that you were afraid
But if you think that I was just being cold
You don't know how scared I was
Of what I know, what I know, what I know
In crayon and ink
What I understood the least
Were these words not spoken
Out of fear
Or the law of self-sacrifice
And I never thought that confirmation
Would come into play
And these words will never, ever ever
And these words were never going to be on the tip of your...
I don't think I've ever felt so warm
These waters brought back to me
What I reluctantly believed
And I watched as the four corners gave way
To the ice and the life and the death and the warmth
And they were all joined together
In that one instant
I could feel you crushing me
But I didn't want to remember
What it felt like to be alive
And still feel so cold
In crayon and ink
What I understood the least
Were these words not spoken
Out of fear, or the law of self-sacrifice
And I never thought confirmation
Would come into play
And these words were never going to be
On the tip of your tongue
And I was locked in a place
That I'd never seen before
Without windows but
With curtains hanging on the walls
And I was forced to believe
All I had I had to self-deprivate
But I was proved wrong
When you came back
In a room filled with nothing
This table looked away from me
A kick to your foot, and a twist to your head
And I saw that you were afraid
But if you think that I was just being cold
You don't know how scared I was
Of what I know, what I know, what I know
In crayon and ink
What I understood the least
Were these words not spoken
Out of fear
Or the law of self-sacrifice
And I never thought that confirmation
Would come into play
And these words will never, ever ever
And these words were never going to be on the tip of your...
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Writer(s): Allison Crowe
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